Liam Hemsworth: Miley makes me Happy

It’s around noon in the Rancho Park neighborhood of Los Angeles as Liam Hemsworth, the 22-year-old star of The Hunger Games, greets me in the parking lot of a public golf course for a round of par 3. He’s filling me in on his morning, which included sleeping late, borrowing Miley Cyrus’ black SL550 Mercedes (she’s his girlfriend of two and a half years), and taking it to the drive-thru for a hamburger with mayo-onion dressing, this rising actor’s breakfast of champions.
“I’m not even hungover, but I was super-super-super-hungry,” Liam says, proudly pointing at the crumpled wrapper and bag on the floor of the Disney Queen of Tween’s $100,000 convertible.
He is six feet three with Malibu-blond hair, azure-blue eyes, and the laid-back vibe of a 2012 Hollister-clad Jeff Spicoli. In short: the all-American surf look Hollywood now imports from Australia (see: Worthington, Sam; Kwanten, Ryan). Three years ago, Hemsworth was a high-school dropout living with his parents, and his idea of a big Friday night was renting idiot comedies like Drop Dead Fred. He worked for his brother’s flooring company, earning $15 an hour, which he points out was more than most of his friends were making. Then, after taping a script reading, he got a call from Sylvester Stallone and headed for L.A., where he landed and then lost parts in a slew of big-budget action flicks. Six months later, he started dating Miley. Soon reps from Oakley were flying him to Sundance just to present him with the latest snowboarding swag (“We didn’t see a single movie!” he brags). Next came the inevitable TMZ “gotcha” moment—caught on tape in a fracas outside a nightclub, sticking up for a friend and shouting in a bouncer’s face, “I was backing you up! I was backing you up!” Then he scored a coveted part in The Hunger Games, setting off mass fanboy and -girl hysteria and a new rush of Hollywood offers.
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